Chapter 1034 Shame Among the Thugs

Before dawn the next day, Eric took seven or eight of his companions back to Palace Square. ?The black slaves in the square are already busy, and Oak and others outside the square have also assembled.

Eric and Oak fought to the death many times after the cataclysm, but after the nuclear winter came, everyone was frozen to death, and no one could launch an attack. And now the tragic situation on Oak's side made Eric and others greatly relieved.

"Think about the fact that these blacks organized tens of thousands of people to sweep up the city at every turn after the catastrophe. At that time, we ran away in fright when we heard their voices. But now there are only tens of thousands of them left in total."

Eric was still watching from the barricades, and there were only a hundred or so blacks outside the barricades who were being reorganized. A small half of them were equipped with weapons given by Qin Weidong, and most of the rest were handed by Satin. Satin's subordinates were ragged and shabby, and most of them had tattered guns in their hands.

"What's your goal?" Eric approached Qin Weidong and asked.

"About seven groups of armed men, the total number is about 2,000, and the backbone is only about 300. I once hoped to be friends with those groups, but their leaders rejected my friendship." Qin Weidong spread his hands, "I have to let them go died."

Eric felt that Qin Weidong was too stubborn, but he still asked to watch the battle. After getting permission, he returned to his own people and said, "I think the current situation is very clear. More than a hundred black servants attacked two thousand hostile forces. The opponent's backbone strength is three times that of theirs.

That Chinese Qin is too arrogant, he still thinks that he is attacking and defending, which is ridiculously confident. I think this kind of fighting is pointless and pure suicide. "

Eric's companions also nodded, agreeing with this point of view. From a normal point of view, such an attack is indeed unlikely to be successful, because the strength contrast between the enemy and us is too great. Theoretically, there should be more people on the attacking side than on the defending side, but now it's reversed.

And just as Eric was muttering about the situation of the war, the so-called servant army had already left. After eating cassava porridge with a lot of oil and salt, Sardin's team led the way. Compared with Oak and others, who were a little stronger and stronger, he pushed out all the fifty or so hungry people he had collected.

As the saying goes, "bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes", although Satin's team did not walk in a formation, they walked in unison and did not flinch—anyway, it is death, and it will be easier to die if you don't.

On the contrary, Oak's subordinates have bad habits when they go to the battlefield. They procrastinate and walk more and more slowly, and even hide in the buildings in an extremely wretched manner.

Eric and others did not follow the attack team, but used the advance team's drone to watch the video transmission from an aerial perspective. Oak and the other three teams dragged on, and only Satin's men walked ahead. He immediately sighed, "There are only fifty people left. How can we fight?"

Qin Weidong's face also became ugly. He originally had high hopes for the three teams of Oak. Threatened and lured to give as much support as possible, but who knew that this group of guys just couldn't support the wall with mud, and didn't have any fighting spirit. On the contrary, Satin, who had inadvertently supported him, played a little role.

"Tell Oak and others that their team is too far behind. If you don't fight hard, I will refuse to treat them as partners." Qin Weidong said, "Tell Satin that next time he can recruit a hundred people, I can Give him twenty more rifles, and feed his men."

The order was transmitted over the radio, and Oak and others in the drone video had to speed up to keep up, while Sardin in front stopped to lecture the entire team.

"Everyone listen to me, if you can't win today, you will be disbanded. Don't even think about eating lunch again, go on starving, you will never find anyone willing to feed you waste."

Sardin recruits are the lowest in the city, and food is what they crave most. Hearing that their leader might disband the group, the makeshift huddle is forced to fight to the death for survival.

As soon as Satin waved his hand, five two-person combat teams attacked forward. In front of them was another barricade of ruined buildings, and on the barricade was another group of black forces.

It was already dawn at this moment, and on the screen sent back by the drone, Sardinian's men had already appeared a hundred meters away from the enemy's barricade. From the flickering lights behind the barricades, it could be seen that the enemy had opened fire.

"That boss named Satin is a bit hot-blooded. But believe it or not, his gang of beggars can't last a minute, and those niggers can't face bullets.

Oak's group was still two hundred meters away, and they couldn't provide any effective support at all, so Satin's people would flee immediately. Eric made a judgment in a positive tone, "Actually, it's too late to order a retreat now." "

Qin Weidong was also watching the video. Although his face was expressionless, he was in a bad mood. He knew that Eric said this to him, and it was obvious that he wanted him to regret it.

"Look, look, that guy named Sardin is about to run away, and he's retreating. His subordinates will also run away, absolutely." Eric was just like the on-site commentator, constantly explaining the changes in the battle situation.

While this is only an experimental skirmish, it would be embarrassing to lose. If it was really too ugly, it would not only mean that Qin Weidong's idea of ​​intimidation would become a joke, but he would also have to mobilize tense manpower to go off the field in person to clear up the hostile forces that are unwilling to surrender.

Otherwise, before Zhou Qingfeng arrives, the advance team of strong outsiders and middle-ranked officials will be seen through, and then the tide of enemies will rush up and overwhelm them.

"Alas..." Qin Weidong also saw that Sardin was hiding back, so he could only curse these niggers for being too scumbags, and at the same time ordered with a sigh: "If Sardin retreats, let Mark, who is in charge of the battle, come to the world. At the same time Kill all those who fear the enemy and avoid war."

Mutants are Qin Weidong's trump card, and he didn't show them to Eric. But if it's true that you can't even take down a group of hundreds of hostile weaklings, there's no point in hiding mutants.

Zhang Hong acted as an adjutant temporarily, and he was about to give orders after he answered. But just as he turned around, he heard a strange cry from Eric, "Oh...how did they break down the enemy's barricade?"

What……?

There was only a small monitor playing the drone video. Eric stood in front of the live broadcast actively, and Qin Weidong was pushed aside and ordered to clean up the mess. Unexpectedly, as soon as the order was spoken, Eric was yelling that the situation of the battle had changed.

"My God, Sardin's men just rushed in like that, they just rushed in like that with their guns in their hands. There's someone throwing grenades in the back, right?

Armed thugs suck these days, it's definitely not the death-defying dudes we met back in the day. They took a few grenades and fled.

The people behind, the Oak gang behind also rushed up. What are these guys up to? They also throw grenades? What kind of tactic is this? I have never seen it!

It was chaotic, the group of people behind the barricades was so chaotic. Why didn't their leaders send troops to remedy it? They clearly still have the advantage in numbers!

There were more than 200 people behind the barricade, and they collapsed just like that. This is really incomprehensible. I have to say, it's not that my predictions are faulty, it's that these enemies are not playing at the right level. In theory, we should be the ones to collapse. "

Eric's commentary was almost incoherent at the end, but amidst this incoherent nonsense, a bunch of heads crowded in front of the monitor. Everyone was watching curiously, this unexpected scene was too dramatic.

Seeing the enemy's barricade occupied by more than 2,000 people was smashed by more than 100 trash, Eric cursed angrily: "This is the worst mob I have ever seen. They have no professional qualities at all. They are so disrespectful." .Shame, they are a shame among the mob!" 8